Nothing
Deep in my thoughts I can't sleep
They hate on the come up make a million off of beats
She feeling my song she got them on repeat
I'm going to Mason Margeila my sneaks
A flight to Japan you know that I'm geeked
Cause I swerve that hellcat like it's a bucket
New supreme louie rock shit like it's nothing
Yea I'm coming plain fuck round and I bust it
Just give me brain got tired of the fucking
All my chrome heart frames come custom
How you get your Glock through customs
Think that I'm crazy treat money like nothing
Young nigga done came up from nothing
Got to pay cash no deal ain't fronting
Exotic out the bag zip cost like four something
He capping for the gram ain't on nothing
Wasn't with me in the jam can't hold nothing
I paid all my dues I don't owe nothing
Flew the bitch from Japan land at four something
Cause I swerve that hellcat like it's a bucket
New supreme louie rock shit like it's nothing
Yea I'm coming plain fuck round and I bust it
Just give me brain got tired of the fucking
All my chrome heart frames come custom
How you get your Glock through customs
Think that I'm crazy treat money like nothing
Still Pouring drank in a drought
No cap coming out my mouth
I cop them out west then I send them down south
Consciously think just wait to pop out
Two band amiri's no I can't be your spouse
Running past you niggas we are not on the same route
Don't need no studio pop shit at my house
Beat it from the back bad bitch give me mouth
In Trinidad smoking zips out the pound
broke boy made I ain't giving handouts
Talking tough sad now that boy man down
I used to skip class no I never class clown
She used to curve me that bitch want me now
Posted in the trenches Four Five hundred rounds
I'm head honcho young nigga run the town
Cause I swerve that hellcat like it's a bucket
New supreme louie rock shit like it's nothing
Yea I'm coming plain fuck round and I bust it
Just give me brain got tired of fucking
All my chrome heart frames come custom
How you get your Glock through customs
Think that I'm crazy treat money like nothing
Yea my exotic from the valley but it's Chinese
Yea i'm running to the bad i'm doing high knees
Got a new Four Five auto bitch don't try me
They hate on the come up make a million off of beats
She feeling my song she got them on repeat
I'm going to Mason Margeila my sneaks
A flight to Japan you know that I'm geeked
Cause I swerve that hellcat like it's a bucket
New supreme louie rock shit like it's nothing
Yea I'm coming plain fuck round and I bust it
Just give me brain got tired of the fucking
All my chrome heart frames come custom
How you get your Glock through customs
Think that I'm crazy treat money like nothing
Young nigga done came up from nothing
Got to pay cash no deal ain't fronting
Exotic out the bag zip cost like four something
He capping for the gram ain't on nothing
Wasn't with me in the jam can't hold nothing
I paid all my dues I don't owe nothing
Flew the bitch from Japan land at four something
Cause I swerve that hellcat like it's a bucket
New supreme louie rock shit like it's nothing
Yea I'm coming plain fuck round and I bust it
Just give me brain got tired of the fucking
All my chrome heart frames come custom
How you get your Glock through customs
Think that I'm crazy treat money like nothing
Still Pouring drank in a drought
No cap coming out my mouth
I cop them out west then I send them down south
Consciously think just wait to pop out
Two band amiri's no I can't be your spouse
Running past you niggas we are not on the same route
Don't need no studio pop shit at my house
Beat it from the back bad bitch give me mouth
In Trinidad smoking zips out the pound
broke boy made I ain't giving handouts
Talking tough sad now that boy man down
I used to skip class no I never class clown
She used to curve me that bitch want me now
Posted in the trenches Four Five hundred rounds
I'm head honcho young nigga run the town
Cause I swerve that hellcat like it's a bucket
New supreme louie rock shit like it's nothing
Yea I'm coming plain fuck round and I bust it
Just give me brain got tired of fucking
All my chrome heart frames come custom
How you get your Glock through customs
Think that I'm crazy treat money like nothing
Yea my exotic from the valley but it's Chinese
Yea i'm running to the bad i'm doing high knees
Got a new Four Five auto bitch don't try me
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Writer(s): Mahkai Parker
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